I can't find a lady who knows that vision is more than sight.
For some women I'm too poor, and for the others too old,It does not seem to matter that I have a heart of gold.
My birthdays keep reminding me that I feel somewhat cursed,
My outlook would improve if they'd just try to know me first.
I have so much to offer, if only someone would look,
Preconceived judgments are made, and women just close the book.
I listen to women complaining that chivalry is dead,
That can't see a gentleman; they're too focused on wealth instead.
My birthday wish for this year, as I hope and contemplate,
Would enable me to find and be with, my true soul mate.
Create by : Ralph Parlette